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    A certain decision made subconsciously by a person is closest to the true inner thoughts.

    ¡°Perhaps Qi Yan herself didn¡¯t realize it: unknowingly, her heart had gradually turned towards Nangong Jingnu.  The paradox is: she never thought about ending her revenge, but when faced with a sudden crisis, she couldn't help but miss her enemy's daughter.

    Qi Yan: "In this way, the Japanese officials will lead the honor guard and set off for Ulan City tomorrow"

    Anukin: "No, you can only go alone."

    Qi Yan and Anukin looked at each other, and the other party explained it again: "Go by yourself, or continue to wait."

    Qi Yan smiled gently, with no hint of dissatisfaction or doubt on his expression: "Okay, I understand."

    Qi Yan came out from Anujin and went directly to Ding You.

    Ding You: "How is it? What did Anukin say?"

    Qi Yan: "Tomorrow I will ask Qian Tong to look for you. If you come to my room and stay for a few days, you will say that I have an illness and need to rest and refuse to see guests."

    Ding You: "What's going on?"

    Qi Yan: "Just do as I say and wait until I come back to talk about the rest. Remember not to let anyone know that I am not in Yan Ran Mansion. Whether you live or die depends on this time."

    Ding You: "What is this important matter? Can't even I tell you?"

    Qi Yan: "It's not that I'm guarding you, but it's a long story that can't be explained in a few words. If I don't believe you, I won't entrust you with my life and death. I have other things to deal with.  I'm leaving."

    Ding You sent Qi Yan to the door: "Then what disease do I claim you have?"

    Qi Yan: ¡°It¡¯s up to you.¡±

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    Ding You chased him to the door and watched Qi Yan leave without looking back.

    Qi Yan went to Qian Tong's place again, and the other party reacted fiercely after hearing Qi Yan's plan.

    Qian Tong: "No, this is too dangerous, I have to go with you!"

    This was the first time Qian Tong spoke to Qi Yan so loudly since he followed Qi Yan. When he saw Qi Yan's slightly frowning eyebrows, he immediately knelt down and said, "This person is unfamiliar with this place. I'm really worried. Please lead me."  Come on me."

    Qi Yan helped Qian Tong up and sighed softly: "If you leave with me, who will stay to deal with this place? Ding You alone is not enough. I have to have someone to take care of me when I am sick in bed, right? Everyone else is here  Knowing that you are my close follower, what will others think if I am sick but can¡¯t see you? Besides, Ding You alone may not be able to stop you."

    Qian Tong: "But"

    Qi Yan: "I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore."

    Qian Tong: "Yes"

    Qi Yan turned around and was about to leave, but Qian Tong stopped Qi Yan, took out a dagger from his arms and held it in both hands: "Master, please take this with you. This villain can feel more at ease."

    Qi Yan took the dagger and couldn't bear to see that the young man's eyes were red: "Go and prepare some dry food and water for me, and send them to my room secretly. It's enough for three days."

    Qian Tong: "Yes."

    Qi Yan returned to the room, sat at the table and fell into deep thought. Her heart was in chaos.

    Why does Jiya want to see him alone?  Did Tubabe collude with the masked man?

    Is Anukin going to rebel, or is Nangong Wang going to rebel?

    This time, there are only two trustworthy people around, Ding You and Qian Tong. How should we pass the news to Nangong Jingnu?

    No matter whether Anukin has any rebellious intentions or not, and no matter what the outcome of this trip is, it is always necessary for her to take precautions.

    Qi Yan was completely forgetful about how to deliver the news to Nangong Jingnu, and she couldn't let Anujin find out. She even forgot to plan her own affairs.

    It wasn¡¯t until the knock on the door rang again that Qi Yan came back to her senses.

    Qi Yan: ¡°Who?!¡±

    Qian Tong: "Master, I am the young one."

    Qi Yan: "Come in."

    Qian Tong pushed open the door and walked in with an astonishingly bulging bundle hanging on his arm.

    Qian Tong put the bundle on the table and untied it. The contents inside lost the restraints of the fabric and spread all over the table.

    Qian Tong's expression was extremely serious and he picked up several porcelain bottles: "The green bottle is for repelling snakes and insects. If you have to sleep in the open, please sprinkle some on your body and on the ground. The white bottle is for external use to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis."  Pink just in case, the villain means just in case, the master is injured, use this. The yellow porcelain bottle is an oral medicine for clearing away heat and detoxifying. This animal skin was bought by the villain. It can be spread on the ground, and the two bodies  Clean clothes were covered with me when I slept at night. In these three oil paper bags were marinated mutton, this little?You just go full speed in this direction, no matter what happens, don't stop, I will protect you.  "

    Hearing this, Jin Huan Wu raised his front hooves and ran towards the northeast like an arrow from a string.

    Qi Yan loosened the reins, freed his other hand to take out an arrow from the arrow kettle behind his back, clamped the saddle between his legs, hooked his feet in the stirrups, and only used his lower body as Jin Huanwu ran at full speed.  He stabilized his body with strength.

    Nangong Jingnu¡¯s riding skills would be beyond her reach even after ten years of hard training.

    Qi Yan has not ridden a horse for many years and is very unfamiliar with equestrian skills. However, she firmly remembers the horse riding skills taught to her by her father. She also has the innate advantage of communicating with horses and can easily become one with the horse.

    Just like what the high priest of the grassland said back then: Prince Agula is blessed by the gods and is destined to live on horseback for the rest of his life.

    Therefore, many Zhuli people believe that their Prince Agula will inherit the throne of the Great Khan and lead the Zhuli tribe to dominate the grassland.  Even though Agula is half-Southern, he has never been actually excluded.

    My mother even cried over this matter. Furong thought: This kind of fate is not conducive to women. Who would marry a man who lives with horses all day long?

    Sukhbalu was both distressed and amused after hearing this. He hugged his crying wife and comforted her gently: "Don't worry, sister, this is the grassland, not the south. I can guarantee that our Agula will not worry about this matter."  After Sukhbalu finished speaking, he winked at Agula. At that time, Agula didn't understand what her parents were talking about. She also wanted to laugh with her father, but she didn't dare to see her mother crying.

    Furong wiped her tears and murmured in a low voice: "I am definitely pregnant with a son this time"

    Scenes of past events flashed through Qi Yan¡¯s mind. She had not recalled these events for many years. Perhaps she was revisiting her old place, or it was rare to be alone. These days, even her dreams were filled with old memories.

    It¡¯s a pity that the grassland is destroyed and everything is gone.

    Agula failed to see the birth of the younger brother he had been waiting for for many years, failed to watch Xiaodie grow up, failed to fulfill the promise he made when he and Bayin formed Anda, and failed to take over his father's will nor did he fulfill his promise to Liuhuo.

    Nothing is gone Today, Agula is like a wandering soul with nowhere to go, running alone on the grassland at night despite his identity as a Wei nationality.

    There was a sarcastic smile on his face: Now it seems that the high priest's prediction is not accurate. How can I live a military life like this?

    In the distance, there was a long howl of a wolf.

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